Three 6 Mafia:Late Night Tip Lyrics

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(Lord Infamous)Let me just take you somewhere secretGonna cut all of the lights down dimForget all about ya boy we gonna just flow with what we feel and share aFew private thoughts I'm not justOut for your sex let me simplify the things in life that you find complexForget what you heard 'bout me 'cause you're a scarecrow groupieBut there's no pressure on you 'cause you know what you must doCheck this outLets have a drink, and ill give you time to thinkLet me puff this buddah blunt and cut on this porno buffGirl come lounge here by my side, tonight you're, my devils brideAnd there's a freak deep inside, have no shame no need to hide why do you keep on blushing? get it onLike a slushy, she must beKind of tipsy on this crystal like a gypsyNow I got her on all foursBout to break down the headboard crash this broadAll through the wall now she howling like a dogSweat pouredWe hit the floor it don't quit another one rippedIt's just another victim of lord infamous late night tip

I'm not the type that get involved in long relationshipsTaking trips and buying gifts I'm sorry I'm not on that tipIf you want romance you should just stick who you already withIf you in that mood you can't just hit me on that light night tip

(DJ Paul)I done seen... some funny shit since I got in this gameThey wants my crib they wants kids since I done got my fameI never recall you asking your last boyfriend for nathin'But now the big bourbon on gold... got you aggravated

(Gangsta Boo)I need a coach bag(DJ Paul)I can't be even doing it(Gangsta Boo)I need my hair done(DJ Paul)Me too... I ain't got nothing to do with itI been through with it you and it since the first time you askedAnd might I add playas like me can't be saving your ass

(Gangsta Boo)I ain't with that nonsense or that lovey-dovey messFeelin' kinda whorish I call and all I want is sexSlip on victoria's secret hit the liquor store before it closeCall chris so I can get something white to go up in my noseNow I'm feelin' fine nothing but sex is on my mindIf you cannot please me boy then please don't waste all of my timeGot you caught up in the mistMystic girl from triple sixLate night tip is all we have it's time so trick that's it

(Juicy J)I can't understand why these slobs be trippin'Can't stand the heat, get out of the kitchenBallin' in my lex dropped low to the groundJust a young playa tryin' to put my bid inFreaks want a trick that be constantly payin'Not a ghetto thug that be constantly layinRaymo inn on a summer motel,Oh well that's what the juice might stay inGotta have a lady that wanna do what I doLike skippin' work or love cuttin' high schoolSummon all the players in the three 6 mafiaCamcorder on skinny dippin' in the swimmin' poolNever try to argue, bother you, or fightKill a pack a jimmy hats strapped on real tightSippin' alize all tall, and a bud lightJust for you freaks on the moonlight late night

(Koopsta knicca)Tell me three 6 who be bumpin' that musicHypnotizin' koop I tell you who I'm bout to lose itCould it be that late night, groove type, just inside the bodyAlways kinda lonely someone want me hold me, I sayCome here, come here, come here the koopsta cryin' tearsI can't think positive when no one cares of how I feelRealize my mind, sometimes that I even try to findI cannot lie though I can ride high late night